could you love me? all of me even the parts some people find too emotional or flighty or d a m a g e d? could you love the parts of me that react poorly when i’m in pain? and would you love the parts of me that are s e l f i s h and the jealous ones and can you love me even when i am a bit immature and very impatient? could you find it i n y o u r h e a r t to love my whole heart and not just the parts of it you like, those ones that make you feel good and that are romantic and thoughtful, patient or pretty or kind? could you love me if we were very different in a handful of ways, if I didn’t believe in the things that you do or if i did believe in things that you thought were w r o n g? would you love all of me even if i hurt your f e e l i n g s if I had bad days or made you a n g r y or if we sometimes seem a little i n c o m p a t i b l e? would you still love me if I was reckless and wild and a bit c a r e l e s s or if I cry sometimes and feel sad for no apparent reason at all? would you still love me if i made mistakes and some bad decisions or if I someday changed? can you love me all the way without giving up? can you love me despite all my i m p e r f e c t i o n s would you could you will you still love all of me?
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I captured this image of my son yesterday – the focus is a little off from where I’d ideally like it to be, but I love it just the same. I adore the sincere emotion on his face. Several days ago, I posted an image of him (below) to one of the social networks I use. In that image, which I find so endearing, he’s smiling naturally, no posing, and you can see the true joy and beauty in his soul emanating from him. For me, personally, there’s also a really emotional feeling when I view that image, because, after all, he was looking at me with that sweet face!

Unfortunately, I had to delete some of the comments on that post, because somehow, people viewing the image thought it was okay to make disparaging comments and insults towards an 8 year old because of the way his teeth look. Kids at this age are still so deep in just beginning to develop into the tweens who will one day morph into teenagers that will bridge them to the young adults they can be before they even begin to think about the grown ups they will someday become. We have so, so much physical development that unfolds for us as human beings, and it’s a continuous process, with so many twists and turns along the way. Within, in our minds and proverbial hearts, we have an almost infinite amount of possible development, as well… I feel disappointed and saddened when I come into contact with human adults who have clearly not done as much intellectual and emotional development as even my 8 year old son has already accomplished.

I brush this off and move on, but note that life contains too much beauty to suffer the ugliness of a few. I will not tolerate or allow this kind of trash to sit with my spirit or on my pages. My advice is that when you come into contact with this kind of energy, touch it just enough to learn what you can from it, shake your head, and then brush it off and turn your face towards the sun.